The film; Samsara, by contrast is about numbers, the macro, and all that is vast and expansive. It is a million still pictures woven together in many cases creating motion. It is so many images of the normal culled to highlight and create data for the Encyclopedia Humanica. It is clever and banal. It is prophecy and historical text. It is every moment at once and an exploration of the unique. It reduces human experience and free will to the level of mitosis and champions beauty like Picasso.
The movie is bi. It is visual and aural. It is black and white. It is truth and beauty. It is, (to borrow from Gibran,) opposite sides of the same stone.
Samsara admonishes the viewer on the diversity of the human experience. We are not unique snowflakes after all. Still, the uplifting nature of this hour and 42 minutes cannot be denied. It is gripping and haunting and it feels like it could lead to the release from the cycle of birth, life, death and rebirth that is this mortal coil.
Samsara admonishes the viewer on the diversity of the human experience. We are not unique snowflakes after all. Still, the uplifting nature of this hour and 42 minutes cannot be denied. It is gripping and haunting and it feels like it could lead to the release from the cycle of birth, life, death and rebirth that is this mortal coil.
